What is Life?

What makes it light

What makes it glow

What makes it shine

What makes is rise

Life as the candle

It gives light for a moment

Then it wax off and it's waste forever

Once it brights but see the darkness.

Life as the sun

It shines to give light in the day

But look, as the night comes

Now the darkness rules.

Life brings joy

As joy comes so will the sorrow arrive

The good approaches as the bad covers

Nothing seems good in life.

The rich getting richer each day

The poor getting poorer each day

No good thing comes in as expected

Nothing seems to be right in life.

As I walk through the valley and the shadow of life

I have seen that nothing seems to be fair about life

It's all about struggling

Rising up and falling all over again.

What can save this life?

I keep asking

What makes it so hard, I will like to stop it.

That which makes it strong to pull.

No joy comes in for the brokenhearted

The lips of the weak are always frozen

The bones of the sick are always fragile

Life is so unfair.